The first time I talked to Wei Han was in a Chinese class in the third grade of elementary school.
I turned around and smiled naughtily:
"Can you lend me a rubber?"
Han blinked:
"What's your name?"
"Fir."
"Oh, here."
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What exactly that piece of rubber pulled out, I still can't figure out.
Just like I never believed in the so-called love at first sight, rubber is just rubber and boys are just boys.
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But I must be missing something.
Some important reasons why I fall in love with cold.
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I sit on the rooftop on the top floor,
Still wondering.
Thinking about the question that I still have no answer to in my life.
I think about the person I want to continue to love in my next life.
Conception: